Wilfred de Bruijn: The Comfort Of Strangers

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Wilfred de Bruijn was walking home through Paris with his male partner after a dinner date on Sunday night. He woke up in an ambulance after being savagely beaten in a homophobic attack and posted this photo to his Facebook account shortly afterwards. The story went viral and activists responded by staging an anti-homophobia demonstration on Rue Des Archives in Paris on Tuesday evening.

Would you have done it? Imagine that for a second. If you were beaten in the street for being different, would you post an image of your broken face on your timeline? Would it make you feel a little better about what happened to you if that image had inspired hundreds of people to protest in your name and express their support for you?

Maybe. Maybe not. But just think how lucky you are to have that choice.

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Michelle Shocked: Conversion Therapy

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1988: American singer songwriter Michelle Shocked releases debut album ‘Short Sharp Shocked‘.

1989: ‘Short Sharp Shocked’ wins New Music Album of the Year award, beating Tracy Chapman, Phranc & The Indigo Girls releases. Shocked jokes to an American TV audience that award should have been entitled “Best Lesbian Vocalist”.

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Giambattista Valli: Fur F**k’s Sake

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Image via trendhunter.com.

A sneak peek at what we’ll all be wearing to keep out the cold in the fall and winter of 2013.

Specification: Delightfully soft and almost certainly still warm fluffy coat, combining elegance and style with a modern, urban aesthetic for the discerning purchaser**.

**By buying this product, you tacitly confirm you don’t care that it’s second hand and the original owner was probably skinned alive.

Available in: Silver, Copper, Bronze, Piebald and Grey as well as the classic Black & White model shown.

Startled expression: Dog’s own.

Order yours now!

Carcasses On The Course: Day One At Cheltenham Races

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Unlike last year, there were no deaths on the track on the opening day of the Cheltenham Festival – a four day horse racing event during which those residents unfortunate enough not to be landed gentry stay at home to avoid the now traditional triumvirate of verbal abuse (tits… TITS, oi luv, did you hear me, you’ve got TITS!), vehicle gridlock and vomit.

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The ‘I’m Sorry, What?’ Files: Soft Porn Special


According to a recent survey, I am one of just twenty-seven people on the planet who use don’t the internet to look at pictures of naked people. I would have thought that a potential audience of 6,973,738,406 would be more than sufficient to sate those with an obviously urgent desire to flash their arses, but no. They continue to infiltrate my delicate  sphere of consciousness with their flappy bits, to the point where I’m contemplating a return to a paper based communication system.

For now though, I’m happy just to bitch.

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Reeva Steenkamp: A Little Respect, Perhaps?

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If you’re still undecided in the debate about using semi-naked young women to sell newspapers, I’d like you to ask you a question.

Can an editorial team who thought it appropriate to lead their coverage of Reeva Steenkamp’s death with a photo of her in a bikini be trusted to make any decisions regarding propriety?

No. Quite clearly they f*****g can’t.

Danica Patrick: Egregious Easter Egg


Taken at face value, this ad is offensive to so many groups of people, it would be an exercise in futility to claim it as especially egregious towards any one of them in particular.

However, if you’re a feminist, bored and looking for a reason to be pissed off today, take a look at the woman introducing the model and the geek. She’s Danica Patrick, the most successful female racing driver in the history of the universe. She races on an equal footing with the guys and counts a fourth place in an Indy500 race as one of her biggest achievements to date.

She’s potentially one of the most positive role models young women have in society today – an object lesson in how self-belief, hard work and stubbornness can propel you straight on through those glass ceilings to the penthouse view of your choice. Which makes her decision to take part in such a moronic, outdated and genuinely embarrassing advertising campaign all the more depressing.

You think feminists are a bunch of miserable cows? With this kind of provocation, it’s hardly surprising, is it?

Prank Calls: The Last Resort Of The Comedically Challenged

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Kellie Baker. Image via nydailynews.

If you have to resort to pranking unsuspecting victims to raise a laugh on your radio show, the chances are you don’t spend a great deal of time perusing the work of Robert K Merton, or more specifically his law of unintended consequence.

That’s ok though. A degree in Economics isn’t usually necessary for playing records and peppering the gaps in between with witty, crowd pleasing banter, although I must confess, I did take it for granted that at least a passing acquaintance with current affairs might be.

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Comment Is Free. Why? Because It’s Worthless

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If I went up to a mechanic and started telling them how to do their job based on my knowledge of cars (they’re oily and you shouldn’t put water in the petrol tank), he or she would be perfectly within their rights to chuck me and my car out onto the street.

So when did it become OK to do the same over an incident, just because it appears in the media?

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HMV: Thanks For The Memories

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HMV Cheltenham. Without you, I’m nothing.

Call me a child of narrow horizons if you will, but when I was growing up one of my dreams was to work in a record shop. I spent my teenage years playing music, talking about it, buying it and stroking its packaging, so it was fairly obvious that music retail would be a natural fit for me.

It was, but not for the reasons that I imagined. I’m not generally prone to bouts of nostalgia, but news that HMV has gone into administration this morning has made me go all mournful for a period of employment that was supposed to be incidental but actually shaped my life.

I didn’t know that at the time, of course. But then, I was mostly drunk.

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